NonsensicalRoses are blueDinosaurs are purpleThis poem makes no senseToaster.
Some Poems Rhymeï»¿Roses are red,Violets are blue.Some poems rhymeBut this one doesn't.
Shrek is Love Shrek is lifeShrek Is Love Shrek is Life.I was only 9 years old I loved shrek so much, I had all the merchandise and moviesI pray to shrek every night before bed thanking him for the life I've been given.Shrek is love I say, Shrek is lifeMy dad overhears me and calls me a faggotI knew he was just jealous of my devotion for ShrekI called him a cuntHe slaps me and sends me to go to sleepIm crying now, and my face hurtsI lay in bed and its really coldA warmth is moving towards me.I feel something touch meIts shrekI am so happyHe whispers in to ear "this is my swampHe grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me on my hands and kneesI'm readyI spread my ass cheeks for ShrekHe penetrates my buttholeIt hurts so much but I do it for ShrekI can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to waterI push against his forceI want to please ShrekHe roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his loveMy dad walks inShrek looks him straight in the eye and says "Its all ogre now"Shrek lea
UntitledThe clock sounds, sounds, sounds.It's a soft wood, like a weathered plank for a playground seesaw.Is there really deafening silence?Does it not make a difference if you can't hear it?Sure, you can feel it,But can't you always?The last marble from my ancient Newton's cradle fellFrom my desk to the tile overlay floor.Rat. Tat, tat tat-tat-tat.Dun is the smoke the hellfire exhales,And indefatigable is the man at the bellows.Let the darkest seal shut my eyes.It's too much for a quarter of my brain to handle.Why, then, do my eyes sting at night?Hey, what's that green thing across the room? If that'sThe Boogeyman, I'm running to the preschool.Little nose-pickers will eat him for me.That exercise ball could be a good instrument;It reverberates and resonates within itself.I'm licking the screen door; it's metalBut doesn't taste like it. It's fresh outside.Rubbing my tongue against the screen makes it feel hairy.I hope there's no bug juice on it.Oops.
Chuck Norris Pokemon Jokes"If Chuck Norris was a Pokemon..."Chuck Norris would be the element of surprise. When Chuck Norris runs out of power points, he doesn't struggle: he wins.Chuck Norris has no weaknesses. Only resistances.Chuck Norris has never seen a Ditto. And a ditto has never seen Chuck Norris.Every experience point Chuck Norris earns takes him to the next level.Team Rocket is hiding because of Chuck Norris.Chuck Norris can learn more than four moves.Every one of Chuck Norris's moves is super-effective.A Chuck Norris egg has never been found because Chuck Norris is no chicken.Chuck Norris's tackle attack is considered a One-Hit K.O.Chuck Norris can cause sleep, poison, confusion, paralysis, and burn at the same time.Chuck Norris is also immune to sleep, poison, confusion, paralysis and burn.Pokemon flee when Chuck Norris is nearby.If you encounter a wild Chuck Norris, then you have to restart the game.Chuck Norris is automatically Locked-On to all this targets.Chuck Norris'
TnM El Karaoke part 5YYYYYYY...*Flash¡¡¡¡*Marie entreabrio sus ojos, pero cuando los abrió vió a todos grandes osea mayores....Marie: Guau¡¡¡¡¡ si funcionó (empezó a saltar de alegria y cuando se da cuenta que no la podian ver los demas, por que estaba en el escenario y todos con los ojos cerrados asi que se bajo y se fue detrás de un arbusto y con el microfono dijo: )Marie: Ya pueden abrir los ojos y veanse y x favor espero q no se asusten y esto es parte del karaokke ok?¡ (dijo lo ultimo nerviosa)Todos abrieron sus ojos, al principio se escucharon gritos como: HA¡¡¡ NO¡¡¡¡¡ QUE?¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ COMO¡¡¡ IMPOSIBLE¡¡¡¡, pero despues se recordaron que era parte del karaoke y se tranquilizaron...Jaz: Ha¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡, que
When Dattebayo is contagious"Sasori-dono! DatteBayo!! Isn't that fun to say? DatteBayo-un!! That orange obsessed freak has an awesome catch phrase. Datte fucking Bayo. DatteBayo Bitch-un!!Deidara rattled on, seeming to enjoy himself immensely, at the extreme pissing off-ness of Sasori."DattBayo?" Luffa randomly payed attention from drawing on the couch."DatteBayo-un!!" Deidara exclaimed, rushing towards Luffa."DatteBayo-un!!" Luffa returned. They clasped hands and started dancing around chanting DatteBayo(-un)."Deidara, if you don't shut up. I won't fix your arm next time you kill it." Sasori hissed. Deidara pouted, and luffa continued grinning."Aaaaaaaaw!!" Luffa gushed. "Sasori fixes Dei-chan's arms!!" Luffa's face looked about ready to split. "That's so cute!!" Deidara blushed and Sasori just sighed."What?" she asked. Sasori just patted her head."It's okay. Deidara is just a neanderthalic over emotional fool." Sasori almost grinned."Ok!!" Luffa smiled happily."Aaaaaaw!! Luffa's such a sweetie!!" Itach
Yellow RibbonYellow RibbonThere was a girl who wore a yellow ribbon,She wore it in the spring time in the merry month of May.If you asked her why she wore that ribbon,She wore it for the young Marine so far, far, away.Far away, Far away,She wore it for the young Marine so far, far, away.Around the block she pushed a baby carriage,She pushed it in the spring time in the merry month of May.If you asked her why the heck she pushed it,She pushed it for the young Marine so far, far, away.Far away, Far away,She pushed it for the young Marine so far, far, away.In her house her daddy has a shotgun,He has it in the spring time in the merry month of May.If you asked him why the heck he has it,He has it for the young Marine so far, far, away.Far away, Far away,He has it for the young Marine so far, far, away
Un petit Poeme - A little PoemYesterday evening I saw this funny Deviation of a Dear Friend af mine!http://klo-badelaine.deviantart.com/art/Parfois-440496566And, reading at the comment below...... I started to write a comment ...... and soon, following a spring of the moment (I was in a funny mood), I began to try to wrote in rhymes in my very poor French!And now, since I would to have and give to you a funny moment in this bad, heavy and nervous day,...I would share with you my little, silly, French-written "Poem"!"Parfois j'aime attacher mes amies.Sometimes i love tying my girlfriends up." (Klo-Badelaine)Et un bonne Journée a tout le Monde!
Something Called 'Math'Something Called "Math"_______________________The task ahead,The time I'll spend,On something I(deep inside)Enjoy.No longer fun,Not under the sun, [A/N: I could care less about this part]Trapped inside [A/N: I don't mind much]With a paperAnd pencil,Not free to chooseWhat I put on the page.To spend time doing.I have things to do,People to talk to,None of which includeMath homework.
words3when i was younger, i always depended on my dad, now im older and i depend on my mom. im scared to get older though, because i will have to depend on myself, i dont think im ready to ever be on my own.
LinesRoses are red,Violets are blue.Some poems have four lines,Some poems have five,Like this one.